From the moment I was taught to resist the education,
to hold it hostage until i know he loves me
with a shrug and an ugh I unleashed my hole power
with the feelinf of the end of my last examination
Awoo Awoo
How sweet is the curd of my own rich qualities
I’d rather wallow in the mud of my own imagination
If I’m naked on the throne I’ll be working in the boneyard
Haunts the blood like a bad reputation
Awoo Awoo Awoo Awoo
I’ve got 25 bucks can you save my reputation?
Acting like nothing ever happened to me ever
If I covet and conform to my own witch qualities
I’ll be working for my own now, at least know he loves me not
Awoo Awoo Awoo Awoo